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1868. Chapter 1868 Such an idiot monthly pass)

Fairyland, Tianjiuzhou.

Qin Xuan left from the Jieyin Immortal Platform, his eyes calm.

Among the eighteen states in the Northern Territory, Tianjiu State is the northernmost state and is almost the weakest state.

At the end of Tianjiuzhou, there is the burial emperor's mausoleum among the seven forbidden areas in the immortal world.

The Ning family and other seven clans are also located in three ninth-level immortal cities in Jiuzhou on this day.

The winner is also close.

When Qin Xuan sacrificed to refine the Immortal Mark, he deviated slightly, but never deviated too far.

Even so, given the vastness of this fairyland, it would still take him a week to travel.

Moreover, there are often bandits in Tianjiuzhou who are stationed near Jieyinxantai, specifically intending to rob and kill the ascended cultivators.

Even some of the gangsters are related to the surrounding wealthy families.

In the world of cultivation, strength is respected, but in the world of immortality, it is even more cruel.

Qin Xuan walked in this world, his spiritual thoughts spread out, and ten immortal rings lingered on the Qingdi Palace in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, covering the surrounding area thousands of feet away.

In the world of cultivation, his spiritual thoughts can easily crush the stars and fly across hundreds of millions of miles, but in the world of immortality, a thousand feet is the ultimate.

There is a difference between immortals and mortals. The suppression of the immortal world is too terrifying, like two different worlds.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm and he moved forward slowly.

Some of the bandits wandering around Jieyin Sendai were also avoided by him.

After all, those bandits, even Kuting Immortal, may not be able to cover as far a distance as him with their immortal thoughts.

Qin Xuan walked about a thousand miles and took four hours.

While the sky is still dark, the seven-round sun shines on the heaven and earth.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's eyes moved slightly, and he slowly turned his head and looked in the direction he was coming from.

Just like the ebb of the tide, the spiritual thoughts will directly converge.

Qin Xuan stepped forward suddenly, as if he was running quickly, and headed forward.

"It's interesting. I thought you were able to adapt so quickly when you first entered the fairy world. It's really beyond my expectation!"

Next to Qin Xuan's ears, a slightly sarcastic and surprised voice came.

Qin Xuan's eyes paused for a moment, and he spoke slowly, "I'm already away from the Immortal Platform. Winner, do you have to be so aggressive?"

In an instant, a sharp light tore a hundred feet from behind and came towards Qin Xuan.

Behind him, someone was walking on the green Kuting Immortal Treasure, as if riding on the wind, and his speed was several times faster than Qin Xuan's.

This person is surprisingly Ying Sanlin, the second-level Kouting Immortal, and a true immortal level being who was responsible for bringing Qin Xuan and others in before.

After that, there are two Kuting Immortals, one Kuting Immortal of the second heaven, and one Kuting Immortal of the third heaven.

The three Kowting Immortals fell from the sky and appeared beside Qin Xuan, surrounding Qin Xuan like they were holding horns.

The power of the true immortals fades away faintly.

Qin Xuan frowned slightly and looked at Ying Sanlin.

"Aggressive!?"

Ying Sanlin said indifferently, "How can this be considered aggressive? If you go out to welcome Xiantai, you will be asking for life or death!"

"I thought the Chaos Valley Bandits could keep you here, but I never thought you could avoid them!"

The white clothes and gray hair were reflected in Ying Sanlin's pupils.

The Valley Bandits were one of the bandits secretly trained by his winner. Among them, there were also two Kowting Immortals, but they were avoided by Qin Xuan.

This boy is much more outstanding than he imagined, even more outstanding than Liu Yunhe.

Qin Xuan was able to escape without any injuries, so he noticed everything.

As his thoughts turned, Ying Sanlin's eyes fell on Qin Xuan's waist, on the Eternal Sword.

Qin Xuan seemed to be aware of it, and his brows furrowed deeper.

"Is this what a winner does? Anyone who ascends will be killed if they don't join you as a winner!?"

"Still, you have taken a fancy to me

The magical weapon in your hand!?"

Although Qin Xuan frowned slightly, his eyes were calm.

Winners do what they do in the Northern Territory.

The Northern Territory is inherently chaotic, no better than the other four territories.

However, to make the winner hesitate to use the three Knocking Immortals, I am afraid that the sword cry of the Eternal Sword before would be enough.

The Eternal Sword is an immortal weapon, and it is absolutely extraordinary. I was afraid that the winner might have noticed it before and was tempted to kill him.

Immortal weapons are not uncommon for the eighth-level tribes, but they are by no means something that can be refined at will.

What's more, the Eternal Sword is of the highest quality among immortal weapons and is not as good as the Kuting Immortal Treasure. However, with a little refinement, it has the potential to become a Knocking Ting Immortal Treasure.

Beside Ying Sanlin, someone couldn't help but sneered: "Mortal, when will it be your turn to comment on my winner?"

"To us, you are nothing more than an ant in the mortal world!"

"Why do I need a reason to kill you?"

"Although your immortal weapon is good, we may not like it!"

Ying Sanlin also spoke slowly: "You yourself have taken the wrong path. If you become my winner, everything will be possible. If you enter the periphery, you may not be able to become a Knocking Immortal, no less than Liu Yunhe."

"It's a pity that you have to go on your own. After you leave the Immortal Platform, you will just be a different mortal."

"If you can't take the main road, take Huangquan Road instead!"

Ying Sanlin sneered, "Then who can you blame?"

Qin Xuan's brows calmed down quietly.

He looked at Ying Sanlin quietly, his eyes passing over the other two Knocking Immortals.

"So, killing me is just a temporary thought of yours!"

"Not because of my sword, nor because I refuse to be the winner!"

With his gray hair swaying slightly in the wind, Qin Xuan looked at the three people calmly, "Do you think you are superior and treat me like an ant, ravaging me wantonly?"

"Mortal, you do have some understanding!"

"Don't you think it's interesting that someone like you, who ascended from the mortal world and may have been high in the world of cultivation, seems to be as weak as an ant in front of us, with life and death in our hands?"

The man from the second level of the Kuting Immortal on the side sneered. He was full of mockery and looked at Qin Xuan as if he were a toy in his hand.

In Jie Yin Sendai, he liked this.

In the mortal world, even if you are high up, what can you do?

In the fairy land, even if a dragon comes, it will cause skin cramps.

Qin Xuan suddenly smiled and looked at the winner who made a sound.

"Why are you laughing?" The winner couldn't help but sneered, "How can you still laugh when you are about to die?"

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, his face was calm.

"I didn't want to stir up trouble!"

"Be low-key, join the Ning family, completely transform your immortal essence, and become a Knocking Immortal."

"But unfortunately..."

Qin Xuan looked at Ying Sanlin and the other three, and said slowly: "There is such a fool! Not for immortal weapons, not for other reasons, just thinking about it for a moment, he wants to kill me."

"If it's Daluo Immortal, or a powerful true immortal from the eighth or ninth level of Kouting, come!"

"In front of me, Qin Changqing, how qualified is this?"

"Just because of you ants from the second and third heavens of the Kuting Immortal!"

In Qin Xuan's pupils, the expressions of the three Ying Sanlin people changed, and the pressure of the True Immortal, like a strong wind, swept towards Qin Xuan.

"I have killed countless people since I was in the mortal world!"

"That's it!"

At Qin Xuan's waist, the Eternal Sword suddenly screamed, turned into a three-foot cold front, and fell into Qin Xuan's hand.

He obviously wants to keep a low profile and has endured it again and again.

But my strength doesn’t allow it!

The winners are only from the eighth-level clan, but they are making further progress one after another.

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In the eyes of the three great immortals Ying Sanlin, Qin Xuan took a step lightly.

The sword comes out!


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